Amanda - Feel My Power By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com This is the twenty-second installment in the 'Amanda' series. This episode contains extreme violence and mature subject matter, readers discretion is advised, Muscle Fan. Amanda summoned Andrew to the house. Andrew, a detective with the police department, was one of Mistress Amanda's subservient lovers. He was shown poolside by the thong clad Howard Watson, houseboy and owner of Amanda's house. "Mistress," Howard said, "Detective Marshall is here." "Thank you, Howard, that will be all," Amanda said, dismissing the man. Andrew stepped forward admiring the goddess reclining on the chaise lounge. "You wished to see me, mistress?" "Yes, Andrew," Amanda said, "I want to help you, I want to take care of any person that has been giving your department problems." "Several come to mind," Andrew said, "but you must be careful, I can't promise you police protection." Amanda smiled and said, "I understand, I'll be as discreet as possible." "Very well," Andrew said, "we've had a rather nasty drug supplier move to town. He came from Texas where several key witnesses against him disappeared, so his case in the Texas courts was dropped. He lives in Holmby Hills and is said to be linked to a South American drug cartel." "Holmby Hills is pretty upscale for a drug pusher," Amanda said. "He's not your average pusher, he's the wholesaler, the supplier," Andrew said. "He sounds perfect," Amanda told him, "give me his address." Andrew did. "Thank you, Andrew, please, unzip you pants and show me that gorgeous cock of yours," Amanda told him. Andrew immediately did as he was told. He knew better than to hesitate or defy his mistress. "Come closer," Amanda said, not bothering to sit up. Andrew approached her and she took hold of his shaft, stroking him to an erection. "As a reward for coming here today and for being cooperative," Amanda told him, "you may come and then lick your cum off of me." "Thank you, mistress," Andrew said. Andrew climaxed sending his load on Amanda's chest and abs. Before releasing her grip on his cock, she squeezed, watching him wince with pain, then laughed and said, "Good, Andrew, now get on your knees and get that tongue working, and don't mind the suntan oil, its coconut flavored." Andrew sank to his knees and began lapping his cum from Amanda's chest, working his way to her magnificent abdominals. "That's good, Andrew, you may go now, I need to think of how I'm going to take care of your guy tonight." Andrew stood up and was beginning to replace his manhood inside his pants, when Amanda said, "Have you shared your cock with other women, Andrew?" He hated questions like that because he never knew how Amanda would react. He decided not to lie in this case and said, "Yes, I have." "And what was their reaction?" Amanda asked. "They said they've never seen a cock as big as mine," he said, feeling more confident now. "You realize that you have me to thank for that, don't you, that without me you'd just have an average size penis," Amanda said, "so you might say I own that cock." "Yes, mistress, you do," Andrew said, "and I'm thankful to you for making it as large as it is." It was Amanda's muscle growth serum that she had injected into his penis that allowed him to attain his 14-inch erection. "OK, Andrew, run along and just remember who really owns that cock of yours," Amanda said dismissing him. The sun was still warm and Amanda sat up as she applied more sunscreen to the areas that Andrew had lapped at. Her body felt like warm granite, she thought as she applied the oil. 'I'll go by Juan Cruz' house tonight to check it out', Amanda thought, 'it's certainly in an upscale part of town.' Amanda found the house with no problem. It was difficult to miss with cars lined up and down the street and in the driveway, music playing and every light on in the house. The house was a two-story Tudor style with a circular driveway in front. Amanda pulled to the curb and watched as men and women, smartly dressed, entered the house. 'This might be a good time to see how a drug king-pin lives,' Amanda thought. She left the car and headed towards the house. She walked behind two men and a woman who had just exited a Maserati. A rather large Hispanic man was acting as a bouncer at the front door. One of the men in the group in front of her said something to the man and gave him a pat on the shoulder. It was obvious the two men knew each other. Amanda stood close to the other couple and when the threesome moved into the foyer, she did as well. 'That was easy,' she thought as she headed into the main living room. The room was filled with men, women and couples; standing, sitting and some swaying to the music blaring from the speakers in the corner. Amanda drew the gaze of many of the men and several of the women in the room before exiting through the French doors to the spacious patio outside. A large pool dominated the rear yard. Several topless women were playing in the shallow end, splashing water at each other and the three men who were also there. Other guest were sitting or standing about the patio talking to one another. 'How am I going to find Juan Cruz,' Amanda thought. "Are you lost, senorita?" a soft voice close to her ear asked. Amanda turned to find a tall well-built Hispanic man dressed in evening wear behind her. She hadn't heard him approach, but even here on the patio, the music was loud. "Not lost," Amanda said, "just lost in thought is all." "And what would a gorgeous woman, such as yourself, be thinking about?" he asked. "I was just wondering how I'd ever find my girlfriend, we seem to have gotten separated," Amanda said. "Perhaps," he said, "If you'll allow me, I'll show you around and you can see if you find her." "That would be very kind, ahh," Amanda said, "I didn't catch your name." "Juan, Juan Cruz," he said, "And you are?" "Amanda Bennett," she said, shaking his hand. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Amanda Bennett, shall we see if we might find your friend?" Juan asked and gave her his arm. She took it and they walked together. It was then that she noticed two other men in evening dress following behind. "Who are they," Amanda whispered to Juan. He chuckled, "Let's just say they're my security detail." "Oh," Amanda said, "are you famous?" "That would depend upon who you asked," he said. They entered the house and Juan walked through nodding to men and women, Amanda on his arm. Finally, after walking through the great room, dining room, kitchen, foyer and back out to the patio, a short Hispanic man in a dark business suit approached. He whispered in Juan's ear. When he straightened back up he looked at Amanda and said, "I'm sorry. As enjoyable as this has been, I must attend to some business. If you're still here when I'm done, perhaps I can show you the upstairs," and gave her a bright smile. She smiled back as Juan, his two bodyguards and the business man walked back into the house. Amanda retraced the route that the pair had taken. In the foyer, she waited and watched as guests started to leave. Juan and his entourage were nowhere to be seen. As Amanda emerged from the powder room, she noticed a well-dressed woman walk upstairs. Amanda waited a minute then followed her. 'Juan's mistress,' she thought. At the top of the stairs, she saw the woman enter a pair of double doors at the end of the hallway. Amanda quietly crept forward. She listened at the door and heard water running from within. She pushed the door open to reveal a large master bedroom suite. The bedroom was dark and in shadows, but the light and sound of running water was coming from the bathroom to her right. A door, presumably a walk-in closet, was to her right as well. Amanda went into the closet and was stunned by its size. She began looking at the dresses and other items hanging along one wall. The other wall was shelves, lined with shoes. Towards the rear of the closet sat a floor safe perhaps 3-foot tall. 'Hmm,' thought Amanda, 'I wonder what's in there?' Amanda returned to the door to the bedroom as the water in the bathroom subsided. The woman emerged from the bathroom naked. Amanda watched through the crack in the closet door. The woman sat on the king size bed and turned on the large LED TV mounted on the far wall. From Amanda's vantage point, she couldn't see what was on TV and there was no sound, but the woman fluffed her pillow and laid back to watch. Minutes ticked by and then Amanda noticed that the woman began to fondle herself. 'Perhaps she's watching porn,' Amanda thought. Amanda was becoming aroused watching the woman play with herself. It was then that the woman opened a drawer of the nightstand and withdrew a large dildo and a tube of lubricant. She uncapped the lubricant and with a finger of the gel, spread it around the shaft; another finger full went on the lips of her clit. Slowly she began to tease her clit. Amanda removed her boots, mini skirt and blouse and began to fondle herself as she watch the woman on the bed. The woman, lost in her thoughts and desires didn't notice Amanda emerge from the closet and pad slowly to the bed. The woman's eyes were closed and she was lost in her world of self-desire. Her eyes flew open as Amanda placed her hand on the woman's mouth and leaned in close to her ear. "Shh, don't scream," Amanda said softly, "I want to share your pleasure," and Amanda ran the tip of her tongue along the woman's jaw line, removing her hand, and into her mouth. The woman responded to Amanda's kiss, reaching out and taking Amanda by the arms, her fingers played over the goddess' muscles. When Amanda broke the kiss, the woman smiled and whispered, "Make love to me." Amanda knelt on the bed between the woman's legs. She bent and flicked one erect nipple with her tongue, then took it in her mouth, lightly biting at the nipple. Amanda suspected that the firm, perky breast had been cosmetically enhanced, but they were in proportion to the rest of the woman's body. Amanda was now semi-erect, her 'she-cock' responding to the gorgeous woman beneath her. She gently removed the dildo which had been forgotten and unattended. Once removed, Amanda guided her own shaft into place. The woman's eyes widened and a broad smile crossed her face, but she said nothing and asked now questions. Amanda began to slowly thrust and she could tell her magnificent cock was erect. She kissed the nap of the woman's neck, their breasts touching, and then whispered to the woman, "Feel my power". Amanda's pace quickened and soon the woman beneath her was softly calling out, "Oh, yes, oh, yes, more. Please fuck me." The pair climaxed as one and Amanda collapsed on top of the woman. She would have liked to have lain there all night, but she heard footsteps approaching. The bedroom door opened slowly and Juan's voice said, "Jane. Jane, are you sleeping ... " and he stopped as he saw the two figures on the bed. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light from the hallway, he stood there stunned at the sight before him. "What the hell is going on here," he said as Amanda got off of his mistress, "Amanda, I thought you had gone." "You know this woman, Juan?" Jane now asked. "We met tonight," Juan said, "But, you were looking for your friend," he continued still not understanding what was going on. "Yes," Amanda said as she walked toward Juan, "but you misunderstood, I said I was looking for a friend, and I found one," indicating Jane. Juan smiled, "I see," he said, "please, don't let me stop you." Amanda turned and looked at Jane, then went back to bed and gently pushed the woman back on to the mattress. Amanda knelt between her legs and bent, kissing Jane's labia and flicking her clit with her tongue, tasting her own cum from their previous love session. Jane arched her back, Juan all but a distant memory. Amanda worked her way up Jane's body, encircling her navel and following the sternum to between her two beautiful breasts once again. Juan quickly undressed, his erection before him like a rod. Amanda stole a glance as he began to stroke himself, watching the two women. 'Funny,' Amanda thought, 'Juan has a good physique, he's tall and handsome, but falls short in the cock department. My clit is bigger than he is,' and found herself becoming aroused as she sucked Jane's nipples once more. She guided herself again into Jane's vagina and began to rhythmically piston back and forth. With each passing minute, she thrust harder. She realized that Jane was beating her clenched fists against her broad back. "Please, you're hurting me," the woman beneath her sobbed, "Stop, please, I beg of you." Lust had consumed Amanda as she thrust her 'she-cock' into Jane. Minutes ticked by, but it was as if time stood still for Amanda felt like an animal attacking her prey. With a final animalistic cry from somewhere deep in her throat, Amanda climaxed once again, sending another torrent of cum into Jane. Beads of sweat dotted Amanda's forehead. As her breathing slowed, she looked down at Jane whose eyes were closed, her breathing shallow. 'I nearly screwed her to death,' Amanda thought, then turned to look at Juan who only stood there staring at the two women wide eyed. Juan had climaxed minutes earlier and now stood naked, his small flaccid cock forgotten. 'Time to get busy,' Amanda thought as she raised herself from the limp form beneath her. "What's the matter, Juan, cat got your tongue? Did you enjoy the show?" "Wh ... what did you do, screw Jane to death?" Juan said, "What are you," he asked, eyeing Amanda's semi-erection, "some kind of freak?" "Now, now," Amanda said, closing the gap between them, "just because my cock is bigger than your cock, there's no need to get ugly about it," and she laughed. "What do you want?" Juan asked. Amanda reached out and grabbed Juan's penis and scrotum, giving it a light squeeze. She watched as Juan winced with pain. "Normally I'd say I'd want to feel this in my pussy, but I don't think I'd feel much, Juan, no wonder Jane has resorted to dildo's and other sex toys." Juan unleashed a quick right jab to Amanda's abs, followed by a left hook to her jaw line. The blows were totally unexpected, however, the Amazon didn't waiver. Amanda released her hold of the man's private parts and with a short jab doubled Juan over leaving him trying to catch his breath. "Wimp," Amanda hissed, "I'm going to enjoy this even more now," and she backhanded him across the face sending him to the carpet. Now, still trying to catch his breath, he rubbed his jaw, while Amanda stared down at him. Balancing on her right leg, she touched his scrotum with her left big toe, then taking his cock between her big toe and second toe, she squeezed. "Oww, stop," Juan said. Amanda kept her hold on him with her toes and said, "You don't understand, do you, you're not in control here, I am." Now Amanda stroked his cock with her toes, "I could crush your balls with my foot like squashing a couple of grapes," she said. "Please," Juan pleaded, "what do you want?" Amanda thought for a moment then made a decision. 'The police would think it's a robbery gone bad if the safe were open,' she thought, then said, "Open the safe in the closet, bitch," and let go of his penis. Juan began to stand up, but Amanda said, "Crawl in there like the dog you are, Juan." He slowly crawled on all fours to the closet, then to the far end where he turned the dial on the combination lock. As he swung the door open with his left hand, his right closed on the revolver in the safe. His first shot went wide of Amanda, but the second grazed her massive bicep. It happened quickly and Amanda didn't ever realize she was hit as she quickly snapped Juan's right wrist. Juan howled in pain. She tore the gun from Juan's hand, tossing it on the floor behind her. Amanda grabbed a handful of Juan's hair and dragged him from the closet. Back in the bedroom, she lifted the man to his feet, maintaining her hold on his hair. As she lifted him, she gave him a short jab to his right rib cage, breaking several rips. "Argh," Juan said as he recoiled from the blow. Now reduced to one usable hand, he tried to land a left to Amanda's jaw. She stepped away from the swing and Juan nearly fell over. As he staggered then tried to right himself, Amanda landed a right to his temple sending him to the carpet out cold. Amanda tore a pillow from the bed and ripped off the pillowcase. She tore it in a strip and used it as a dressing for her wound. Juan lay at her feet in a fetal position. He wasn't moving and she suspected he had passed out. Jane was beginning to stir on the bed, a trickle of blood coming from her vagina. "What happened," she said softly, looking at the muscle goddess at the foot of the bed. Amanda walked to one side of the bed and reached for her breast. With her forefinger and thumb she took the stiff nipple and pulled upwards. "Oww," Jane cried, "that hurts, let go!" It felt as though her nipple were in a vise, Jane thought. Amanda let go and said, "How much?" "How much what," Jane asked. "How much were the tits," Amanda said. Jane only stared at her then said, "Eight thousand." Extending her index finger, Amanda ran it along the base of Jane's left breast. 'It must be cold in here,' Jane thought, 'I just got a chill.' Amanda peeled Jane's breast up toward the top of her chest and left something in her right hand. 'My God,' thought Jane, 'that's my implant.' Amanda held it up as if looking at a precious jewel then through it against a mirror above a chest of drawers. The implant splattered as if it were a water balloon, saline running down the glass and wall. Jane looked down not fully comprehending what she was looking at. 'My breast looks smaller', she thought, and then she noticed the blood. "What did you do?" Jane asked. Amanda, with her razor sharp nails traced a line along the underside of Jane's right breast and again plucked the implant from its resting place. "I took those balloons out of your breasts," Amanda said. Jane was slowly going into shock, blood now flowing from her wounds onto the mattress, pooling around her sides. She tried to sit up but couldn't seem to find the energy. "Wh-what's happening," Jane said weakly. Amanda looked down at her and said, "Nothing is happening, not yet, but I'm going to have a little fun with Juan in just a minute, Jane, now lay back and I'm going to put this breast implant in your pussy," and with her left hand, she pulled Jane's pelvis wide and inserted the implant. Jane had slipped into unconsciousness well before the pain she would have experienced from the trauma to her pelvis. Now Amanda turned her attention to Juan. 'That son of a bitch shot me. If I wasn't as quick as I am, he would have put one through my heart,' she thought. Amanda bent down and taking Juan's penis in her hand, pulled upwards. Muscle, skin and tissue stretched and she placed a foot on his abdomen and continued to pull. A sickening ripping sound came as she tore the appendage from his body. Blood gurgled from the gaping wound. Amanda knew he would bleed out in a minute. Carrying Juan's penis into the closet, she kicked open the door to the safe and crouched down. Stacks of hundred dollar bills lined the shelf. Passports and a cigar size box rested on the bottom shelf along with a semi-automatic handgun. Amanda placed Juan's severed cock on the shelf next to the stacks of cash and stood up. She went to the master bath and turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature. Emerging twenty minutes later, Amanda toweled off and went to the closet once again and put her clothes on. She went back to the bedroom and taking another pillowcase, returned to the closet and filled it with the cash. She picked up the red leather box and opened the lid. It was filled nearly full with lose diamonds. 'Pretty,' she thought, and dropped the box into the pillowcase. As she was leaving the closet, a thought occurred to her. She went to the bathroom and brought back a paper cup. Amanda held it under the void where his cock had once resided capturing a half paper cup of blood. Back in the closet, she wrote on the wall adjacent to the safe, 'For safe keeping,' and kicked the safe door shut and turned the dial being careful not to touch it with her fingers. Amanda wiped down everything she had touched, and then stepped on Juan's testicles with her booted foot, twisting them into the carpet. She left, taking the pillowcase full of money and diamonds, closing the bedroom door behind her. The deserted house was eerily quiet as she exited the front door and she made her way to her car. 'That was fun,' she thought, getting in and laying the pillowcase on the passenger seat beside her, 'and profitable too.' It was almost two o'clock in the morning when she reached home and was still 'amped'. Putting the pillowcase in her bedroom, she undressed and went to the gym to workout. 'I need to tax these muscles,' she thought, 'burn off a little energy.' And she did, working out till nearly three thirty. 'I hope that bastard Juan could feel my power as I ripped his dick off,' Amanda thought as she finally dozed off.